"Who is Sandra?"
Who is Sandra? What is she?
That all our thoughts surround her?
Wise, sincere, and fair is she;
The stars such light did lend her,
That she bask in their eternity.
Is she as sweet as she is fair?
For the lovely live with kindness
Love asks the favor of her eyes
To cure him of his blindness
And with her, in gratefulness he lies
Then to Sandra we will sing
Sandra’s a beautiful being!
She comes like the morning
Upon the dull earth, shining
To her let us flowers bring.
by Matthew Kenneth Kosak